[Cosmo]

Originally Posted by Constellation

Well, those words hit her pretty hard. She begged him to do it. She was desperate. It hit her like a ton of bricks - because she was desperate...at the time. His words were fierce, and Thea nodded slightly. She refused to look at him, and found every other part of the nursery interesting to stare at. "I begged you, I asked you - what's the difference? No matter how many times I begged you, you didn't have to do it." But, what if he did do it because he felt pity for her. That dampened her mood even further. She didn't want him to feel pity for her. She didn't want anyone to pity her. She was selfish, however. She wanted kits and she begged him to give her kits. That had to be uncalled for. "You're right - sorry. I shouldn't have come to you about kits. I don't want these kits to put a hinder on your relationship with your...mate, or whatever." If he chose to get one. It would had been awkward. Thea didn't realize this at first, but since she was pretty sure she wouldn't find a mate being in Windclan, she wanted kits. She didn't need the tom. She just wanted little fluffballs to nurse herself. Yet, Weaselshade didn't know she had lost a litter before. Why her desperation for kits had been hyped. He didn't know much about her past other than she was a kittypet. Yet, she never felt like a kittypet. Those two legs didn't love her. Thinking back, Thea didn't think she ever known someone to love her. She didn't bother to say anything at his words. Thea knew she wasn't trying to force Weaselshade to like her. She didn't even know why he was even still around her. Shouldn't he had been left? But, she set her head on her paws, blinking her eyes every once in a second. "I'm not going to force you - anybody to like me. You either do or you don't. " trying was never good enough, so what was the purpose of it all? She pulled her head up, her gaze hardened towards the tom. He thought they could relate? Just because they weren't in Windclan? "No." She firmly said. "I don't understand. Because you weren't born in Windclan doesn't mean you ever had to prove yourself just to fit in. You were raised here. You might as well be considered on. I wasn't. I was a kittypet. I was a loner. I've been through more hardships than you could ever imagine! If you want to relate to me...you can't." No, he wouldn't be able to. No, she didn't think they would be able to relate. If they couldn't get along now, just imagine when the kits were born! She laid her head down again, and turned away from the tom. She was clearly displeased and unhappy. "You have warrior duties and friends to hang out with. I'll be fine." Not that he would care anyway. She muttered. She was pretty sure that would be the last time he checked up on her. The first time and the last.

She was right. They were nothing alike. He was a fool. He shouldn't have believed that maybe she could turn a new leaf and act better. That she could have actually cared about someone other than her and kits. That was all she ever did think about or talk about; kits. There were other people in the world! Not just kits. Even if they were the reason the clan was still there. Weaselshade didn't even care when she apologized. Thea was to stubborn to ever care about what he thought. To care about what anyone, other than kits or herself, thought. It had struck Weaselshade hard and she wasn't ready to forgive her. Or leave. No matter what she though. If she though he should leave, he didn't care. "Thea, you know other cats have feelings right? You know I have feelings?" The tom wasn't angry, his voice was calm and filled with hurt. Anger, he had been angry, but that had washed away. The emotion under the name of hurt, had come along and washed away all the anger. He had no idea where he was going, but his words had come out and he could not take them back. He had to build something off it. It was like rebuilding your camp when the whole thing was blown flat to the ground. It was so hard. But he needed he couldn't just stay with a half said thing. Perhaps an action would to better to wrap things up. The tom moved towards the exit of the den. He suddenly turned around and sat down right next to Thea. His next move was unpredictable. He lay down next to her. But his words after that were even stranger. "Please don't yell at me."